Who: Xan and Dyson What: chatting at work Where: the Den When: Thurs. night Warnings: it's taking place in the strip club
Xander had ducked into the washroom real quick to reapply his deodorant. Usually the high heat for Kaa didn't bother the human, but a large amount of people ended up in the Den tonight and Xander felt himself getting overly warm. Thank God he kept deodorant on him just in case. Maybe Xan didn't carry a purse, but he did bring a tote with him with like ChapStick and deodorant.
When he returned behind the bar, Xander sighed when he saw a girl come up for her fourth shot of tequila in twenty minutes. Usually he didn't pay attention to what customers ordered, but this particular woman got belligerent very fast. "Might I suggest some water with the tequila?" The woman might get pissed, but Xander didn't feel like getting yelled at in twenty minutes because the woman couldn't touch the dancers.
"How absolutely dare you." She flipped off Xan and made her way to Dyson.